“The Forum” Magazine Stories 2018-01-31T11:37:53+00:00
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Fixing Me, Not You

I thought Al‑Anon was my ticket to fix my daughter. But in return, it saved me from myself. I have found friendship, unconditional love, hope and serenity. I realize how alcoholism affected my life growing up, and I

Learning to Care for Myself

Even though my mind understood that I should not be doing for others what they could and should do for themselves, my heart could not tolerate the pain of watching them suffer. On a regular basis my heart

I Thought I Knew Everything

The crushing pain of watching our son spiral downward in his alcoholism and addiction became too much to endure. My wife and I had done all we could—detox, rehab, counseling, psychiatric care, new schools, new cars, yet the

Finding Intimacy

As a young man, I hated the month of February. I struggled with sadness and despair during this time, and though I blamed it on the weather, the real cause was my longing for intimacy. The focus on

Hope for Adult Children

I joined Alateen in Mexico in the 1980s. At the time, the majority of Al‑Anon members were wives of alcoholics. There were also numerous Al‑Anon groups called Young Al‑Anon. The members of these groups were children of alcoholics,

A Place for Adult Children of Alcoholics

I came to Al‑Anon as a young adult seeking the magic answer to prevent my husband from ever taking another drink now that he had joined Alcoholics Anonymous. I dutifully attended the meetings with him and I loved

Taking My Own Inventory

When I came to Al‑Anon many years ago, I had been married for seven years, and my husband and I had three young sons. Although his drinking resulted in many negative consequences for the entire family, I stayed

H.O.P.E.

Recently at a meeting I attended, the topic was hope. The Chairperson shared her thoughts on what hope meant to her by breaking down the meaning of the word letter by letter. Here’s what she shared: H =

I Learned I Am Not Alone

I discovered at my first Al‑Anon meeting just how much alcoholism had affected me, even though I didn’t drink. I was just as sick as my alcoholic boyfriend—maybe worse. I was obsessed. I constantly searched for alcohol and

It’s Okay to Love an Alcoholic

Before I found Al‑Anon, I thought there was something wrong with me because I loved an alcoholic. I didn’t understand how I could continue to love someone whose behavior was insane when drinking. I felt alone and isolated

Self-Care Replaced Fear and Anxiety

Growing up in an alcoholic home, I learned to focus on how my dad came home and whether my mom was going to be sad or angry. I learned to worry about my sister when she didn’t come

I Put the Focus on Myself

When my 15-year-old son began drinking, I would stay up and wait for him. The happy young son who loved to play the piano after dinner and read lots of books in the living room was now angry